The hunt for the perfect Christmas tree

So last weekend my parents invited us to "beat the snow" and go cut down a Christmas tree. It was a brilliant idea so we said yes. So we headed to a high elevation in the Cascade mountains where we knew we could find the coveted noble fir. We usually go to this spot every year in the snow but this year we were early and to our dismay we found ourselves walking through the thickest tallest brush ever. We found "the tree" about 1/2 of a mile away from the road. I didn't want to walk back through the crazy brush so I took heather and samantha on a 2 mile hike through... yep crazy thick brush (and I fell off a 10 ft. cliff with the tree in hand) and 2 hours later we made it back to the car guided by the sound of my family calling for us. Next year we will wait for the snow.